Griffin's POV. "Aren't you hungry, Griffin?" Hailey asked while eating snacks. I shook my head. "No, but I feel like drinking milk. Can you make it for me? I can't make it myself because mommy put powdered milk on the top shelf." "Oh, why is that?" "In the past, I often ate powdered milk in secret while it was still on the table, so the milk ran out quickly and my mother scolded me. She said I shouldn't eat powdered milk directly, powdered milk should be brewed with boiling water and drunk." I explained long. With that explanation, Hailey actually chuckled. "Okay, okay, I'll make milk for you, Griffin." She said, then got up from the sofa. I didn't say a word in response to her sentence, I just nodded my head. My throat feels thirsty, that's why I'm uncomfortable talking. Even though I usually always make noise when I'm playing, now I'm always silent. I wanted to drink something sweet and that was milk, it felt like drinking milk this morning wasn't enough for me. Mom is worki
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